Saturday August 13 2016


Waking up at 11:30 a.m.

Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Guayusa Tea.

Teaching a lesson at Music Makers. Talking with mom afterwards about our plan to reel people into rock school.

Toasted PB&J. Potato Lentil Curls. Honey Green Tea. Watermelon.

Ana and I doing our weekly grocery run to Trader Joe's.

Playing through a few tunes while I wait for Ana to mellow out of this funky mood she's got into. After some encouraging we hit the road to Norfolk on a date to The Naro to watch Woody Allen's new film Café Society (2016). Beforehand sipping on a few iced Coffee drinks at Fairgrounds.

At The Naro we find a seat next to Zach Gehring, whom I haven't seen a long while and did not expect to see. The movie is everything you'd expect a Woody Allen movie to be: an older man with a younger woman – love triangles – up and down relationships – comedy.

Afterwards, we planned on going to Field Guide for dinner. I invited Doug, Emily Hill, and her boyfriend to join us. Even though that wasn't part of our plan I figured it would be okay. Ana's feathers get a bit ruffled about it cause she just gets tired of always seeing/running into people when she goes out. It's a complex reaction because she has to maintain a high energy all day when she's working at Trader Joe's. Then, on her days off she gets socially exhausted easily, which I completely understand. At first, we have a difficult time just walking to the restaurant. I try to combat her bad mood with humor and pushy affection. It does work eventually.


Inside with our company we order Rice Bowls and alcoholic Slushies. Talking about movies, podcasts, and sharing interesting stories.

After that, we head to Elliott's and Michelle's new house in Little Creek. Elliott gives me the tour of his humble two-bedroom home along with the two detached garages. He fixed up one of them to be his art compound where he makes all his show flyers and other creations. Meanwhile, Corona, his dog, wags her tail like a whip on our legs.

"Brain fog is real! Brain fog is real," Ana explains while driving back to Virginia Beach.


When reflecting on her bad attitude episode she says, "I don't know why I get moody and wanna kill everything and hate everything except for animals and desserts."

"It's okay," I explain. "At least you have the ability to look back and reflect – and to reflect and accept responsibility for your actions. Some people have a really hard time with that."

Enjoying some homemade Yellow Cake with Chocolate Icing that my mom made.

Sleep next to Ana at 3:30 a.m.

[i] Images by me.

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